Bumfights

I came into work this morning around 8AM, first one here. As I unlocked the front door I saw this local homeless man sitting directly in the middle of a large flower pot that the Chamber of Commerce put outside and had planted with flowers. Now most of the flowers have died off because it is getting close to freezing at night, but there is still a hardy amount of vegitation in the pot. There is a bench right across the street. There is a lot of places to sit, why sit in this planter? I'll tell you why. This guy, homeless and all, is a real nasty asshole. Maybe he has problems, I'll give him that, but I don't see the cops bothering him all the time or people harassing him. What I'm saying is that I see no reason for this guy to be nasty, besides being homeless. You would figure that he might get a little further if he was a bit nicer. Anyway, I didn't roust him out of the pot today because I had unusual moment of kindness toward this unfortunate person, asshole and all. That is weird, I'd really just like him to go the hell away. What is happening to me?